The Demon Lord Relied on His Imagination to Get Together with the Protagonist. - Chapter 107

Chapter 107

When Shi Zhihua helped Tong Siqing out, there was absolutely no hint of guilt in her heart.

She and Sheng Wen were enemies of many years, having schemed against and ambushed each other. After so long of mutual entrapment, her already scarce conscience had completely vanished.

Even knowing that the other’s daughter would eventually marry her, she still showed no restraint.

If there was an opportunity to scheme, she would scheme without mercy.

Shi Zhihua still remembered when she first ascended to the position of Demonic Venerable, this Heavenly Venerable had sent a “grand gift” with ill intentions. It was stuffed with various magical artifacts of good quality, but with one drawback—they were all designed to counter demons.

Fortunately, she managed to maintain control in time and prevented the items from harming her subordinates.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been a Venerable Enthronement Ceremony, but a Venerable Funeral Ceremony.

The thought made Shi Zhihua grind her teeth in resentment.

Tong Siqing in her arms was utterly soft and delicate, like a small kitten, impossible to support, boneless and weak. Shi Zhihua feared she would slip to the ground if only cradled.

Shi Zhihua directly wrapped the girl in her arm, allowing Tong Siqing’s head to rest on her shoulder.

Tong Siqing leaned against her, making soft, indistinct noises, and wasn’t entirely still, insistently trying to get closer to absorb her warmth.

Shi Zhihua gently guided Tong Siqing’s head back to a proper position and continued to walk forward.

No one was talking to her, and her mind was occupied with her own thoughts.

She remembered after Tong Siqing left the Abode of Indulgence and then departed, she sent Qing Lin to Xianning Sect to gather information. Qing Lin reported that Sheng Wen, with a grand gesture, publicly declared that his daughter would “forcefully marry” her.

How ridiculous.

The supposedly foremost major sect in the world could actually engage in such a blatant act of coercion.

Shi Zhihua recalled this and laughed to herself.

At that time, Sheng Wen, after all his calculations, had cast an illusion on the real Tong Siqing and sent her to the Abode of Indulgence, then dispatched a fake Tong Siqing to “forcefully marry” her.

Fortunately, she didn’t meet the fake one herself, but had Su Rong meet her instead.

Shi Zhihua remembered Su Rong saying that the fake Tong Siqing wore a green wedding dress.

Green? Was that meant to humiliate me?

And then, as expected, the two realms started fighting, and he conveniently had his daughter “recuperate,” secretly allowing Tong Siqing and herself to foster affection.

Sheng Wen… truly made one wonder what to say about him.

He was publicly at odds with the Demon Realm, yet who knew what he was truly thinking behind the scenes.

Shi Zhihua walked back with Tong Siqing in her arms, feeling that this Heavenly Venerable of the Xianning Sect was a truly complex person, befitting an immortal who had lived for countless years. His actions were like a thousand-layered pagoda, completely inscrutable.

Also.

When she took Tong Siqing to the Scarlet Heavens Realm, this Heavenly Venerable of the Xianning Sect actually made a personal trip to the Abode of Indulgence.

He not only helped her repel the succubus clan of the Joyful Harmony Sect but also purified a group of succubi, while simultaneously preserving the defensive forces of the Abode of Indulgence…

At that time, Shi Zhihua was somewhat grateful to him.

She had set up a test to gauge loyalty, expecting to be targeted by ambitious schemers and that the Abode of Indulgence might be compromised. Who would have thought that with Sheng Wen’s intervention, those observant traitors wouldn’t dare to challenge her.

How to describe it…

Shi Zhihua had a strange feeling, as if she, the Demonic Venerable who had always been a lone wolf and decided everything for herself, was, for the first time, receiving protection from a higher power.

That person was the father of her lover.

Her former arch-enemy.

In the future, after she and Siqing formally established a Dao Companion contract, she might even have to address Sheng Wen as “Father.”

Shi Zhihua stopped and sighed.

She thought of another amusing thing.

When she went to the Xianning Sect back then, she used Sheng Wen’s name to trick a large number of people.

She made everyone run in circles. Instead of causing trouble, she inadvertently promoted friendly relations between the two realms.

And afterward, Sheng Wen didn’t settle scores with her.

Ultimately, Sheng Wen, as a Heavenly Venerable, had a bit more magnanimity than she, the Demonic Venerable.

Shi Zhihua knew she was vindictive and narrow-minded, and wouldn’t perform such selfless acts of repaying kindness with virtue, but that didn’t stop her from admiring Sheng Wen.

Sheng Wen was a good father, a good Heavenly Venerable, and the true leader of the world.

She had come to realize that with Sheng Wen present, no matter her own strength, she would never be able to unify the world.

Let Sheng Wen, the one who cares for the world, govern the three realms.

Shi Zhihua looked at the sea of clouds in the distance and recalled the moment before entering the illusory realm when she was so worried about Siqing. In her panic, her first thought was to find Sheng Wen for help.

Unbeknownst to her, at some point.

She had long since stopped being so hostile toward Sheng Wen.

This is quite good. No need for war, no need for bloodshed. She could continue to live a leisurely life with Siqing. If trouble arose, she could simply push it all onto Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen.

Let Siqing’s old man handle it.

I can save myself a lot of trouble.

What a wonderful life that would be.

As Shi Zhihua walked, she suddenly stopped. Not because she couldn’t carry Tong Siqing anymore, nor for any other reason.

It was because she thought about the North Sea specialty she had just left for Sheng Wen. Sheng Wen had probably rarely encountered such things and didn’t recognize them. What if he actually ate it…?

Shi Zhihua: “…”

Please, no.

He’s at the level of a Heavenly Venerable. He probably achieved Bigu long ago. How could he possibly eat such unrefined food?

Sheng Wen is so stern and rigid. He probably isn’t a glutton.

It’s fine.

He won’t eat it.

Shi Zhihua convinced herself of this.

She strangled the faint worry in her heart right in the cradle.

“Ji Hui…” Tong Siqing mumbled a few words in her sleep, indistinctly murmuring in Shi Zhihua’s ear, “Don’t run. Come here so I can squeeze your cheeks.”

Shi Zhihua snorted: “The two of you have such a good relationship, closer than a parent and child.”

Oh, right, Tong Siqing also loves daughters. Ji Hui just happens to hit all of Siqing’s soft spots. The two of them have an exceptionally close relationship.

Shi Zhihua found that sometimes when she stood between them, she felt like an extra wheel. The two of them would speak up for each other, completely united.

“Ji Hui, ungrateful wretch,” Shi Zhihua secretly cursed her in her heart.

I picked up Ji Hui and raised her from a golden snake for so long. Not only did she not become attached to me, but she was also led astray by the suddenly appearing Tong Siqing.

Shi Zhihua remembered that in the very beginning, when she forced Tong Siqing to wear an exotic outfit, the golden snake darted out of her sleeve, clamoring to take a peek.

After she threw her out, the snake was quiet for only a few days.

Later, every time she went to look for Tong Siqing at night, she would carry the golden snake by its triangular head and toss it out the window.

It seems even then, the snake had its eye on my rabbit.

Hiss… truly a turncoat.

The more Shi Zhihua thought about it, the angrier she became.

She reached out and pinched Tong Siqing’s cheek: “Both of you are bad.”

Tong Siqing, having eaten the specialty, had little self-awareness. She merely rubbed against Shi Zhihua’s fingers.

Shi Zhihua pushed the girl’s head away and said: “Tell me, why did Ji Hui, after following me for so long, still fear me and keep her distance, yet instantly fall for you and become utterly loyal?”

Tong Siqing didn’t understand her words, only staring at her with innocent eyes.

“Never mind. How would you know?” Shi Zhihua said. “You’re not her.”

Wait.

Shi Zhihua paused.

Right, didn’t Tong Siqing also do the same thing?

Sheng Wen raised her for so many years, yet she never seemed very close to him. On the contrary, Tong Siqing sometimes even slightly distanced herself from Heavenly Venerable Sheng Wen, becoming nervous when coming to see him with her…

Shi Zhihua: “…”

These two, master and servant, are both ungrateful brats, exactly the same temperament.

However, I, the Demonic Venerable, didn’t lose out. Tong Siqing took my spiritual pet, and I took Tong Siqing. In the end, the only one suffering is Sheng Wen.

Shi Zhihua put herself in his shoes and finally understood completely.

She finally knew why Sheng Wen always intentionally put on airs around her, and why he caused her trouble in the path of mortals.

Isn’t this exactly the same as her current feelings towards Ji Hui?

Of course, the status of a spiritual pet and a daughter are different.

Perhaps Sheng Wen is even angrier.

Thinking this, Shi Zhihua instantly calmed down.

She understood Sheng Wen’s actions, understood Sheng Wen’s mood, and understood that Sheng Wen truly had great magnanimity. She had taken his daughter away for so long, yet Sheng Wen hadn’t directly flared up and killed her.

She recalled that when her golden snake was taken by Tong Siqing, she was also very angry, but Tong Siqing was also her person, so she wasn’t that angry.

Comparing this, she took Tong Siqing, but she was still Sheng Wen’s enemy. Sheng Wen had every reason to immediately start a fight with her.

But he didn’t.

Why wouldn’t he?

Is it truly the demeanor of a Sage, or for some other reason?

Is it because he loves his daughter too much?

Love to the extent of loving everything connected to her.

For the sake of Tong Siqing, he was willing to endure a bad-tempered Demonic Venerable like her, even occasionally helping her out.

Shi Zhihua was genuinely moved.

It was better not to reminisce. Once she did, it was filled with Sheng Wen’s kindness.

Shi Zhihua was cold-hearted and rarely moved. This time, her eyes reddened unusually. She felt a little sorry for Sheng Wen.

Did I—go too far?

Yes.

That harmful specialty.

I should go back and tell Sheng Wen about it.

Shi Zhihua looked at Tong Siqing in her arms. She thought, When I was affected, Tong Siqing was there to help me resolve it, but Sheng Wen… he looks like he’s been alone his whole life, without even a lover, someone who had to expend great effort to conceive and raise a daughter. Who would be willing to help him detoxify?

And…

This kind of thing is really not something to talk about openly. Sheng Wen is so concerned with appearances. If he were truly affected, he might just die of embarrassment.

Shi Zhihua pursed her lips and awkwardly rubbed the bridge of her nose.

…Should I go back and check?

The Demonic Venerable, in a moment of conscience, had walked quite far before deciding to go back for a look.

At the same time, two voices arose in her heart.

One hoped that Sheng Wen, being a Bigu cultivator, wouldn’t touch those specialties, or that he would leave them as decorations, or discard them in disgust.

The other voice argued—No way. Sheng Wen is so devoted to his daughter. Maybe he took a small bite out of deference to Tong Siqing?

That thing, a bite wouldn’t be a big deal, actually.

Just like her now, she can walk and run, unlike Tong Siqing who just passed out.

A single bite, there’s still time.

As long as she finds an excuse to dispose of the remaining specialty.

Shi Zhihua instantly teleported to Sheng Wen’s door with a gust of wind, unceremoniously pushing the door open.

Inside the door.

Sheng Wen put down the oil-paper package and wiped the last bit of pastry residue from his fingertips.

He stood up, dusting off his rigid, wide sleeves: “Does the Demonic Venerable have something urgent that brought you back?”

Shi Zhihua: “…”

She glanced at the table.

All gone.

Good heavens, he didn’t waste a single bit.

Are all Sages so virtuous and frugal?

That much?

Shi Zhihua: “…”

“It’s nothing,” Shi Zhihua’s teeth were chattering. Her mood was extremely complex and she wanted to laugh. She pressed her hand to her forehead, turned around, and bid farewell, as if talking to herself for self-comfort: “It’s fine. Your cultivation is high. You’ll be alright.”

Sheng Wen’s pale gray eyes showed a hint of helplessness: “If there’s nothing, then withdraw.”

Shi Zhihua rapidly left the scene, kindly closing the door behind him.

She thought, What terrible luck.

Just when I finally had a moment of clarity and wanted to make peace with Sheng Wen, Sheng Wen actually ate all of that stuff.

It’s over. This feud is definitely cemented.

If Sheng Wen can still be magnanimous this time, he’ll truly be a living Buddha.

Shi Zhihua felt doomed and quickly started considering her next move.

She needed to lay low for a while.

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